_Cap_. No man come neere on paine of death: away with him.
_Cap_. And as I told your Highnes, so wee tooke him.
_Or_. 'Twas with discretion and valour followd. You were not noted as you made entraunce Into the _Hague_?
_Cap_. No, Sir; 'twas about midnight, And few were stirring but the Guard.
_Or_. The better. Let his being brought in be still conceald, and tell him If uncompelld he will confes the truth At _Barnavelts_ Arraignement, that all favour That I can wyn him shall prepare a way To quallifie his fault.
_Enter Burgers & Women with bowghs & flowres_.
_Cap_. 'Tis Kramis[186]-time, In which it is a custome with the people To deck their dores with Garlonds, Bowghes, and flowres That are most gratious.
[1] _Burg_. Strew, strew: more Garlonds and more Flowres. Up with the Bowghes! Sacramant, I will have My noble frends house, Mounseiur _Barnavelts_, As well deckt as his Excellencies Court, For though they have got him in prison he deserves As well as any.
2 _Burg_. 'Tis said They will cutt of his head.
1 _Burg_. Much![187] with a Cusshin! They know he has too many frends.
[2] _Burg_. They dare not. People will talke: I hope ere long to see him As great as ever.
[1] _Burg_. Greater too, I doubt not, And of more powre; his feet upon the necks Of all his Enemies.
_Or_. I am glad I heard this; And _Barnavelt_ shall feele I will make use oft. Come; follow me. [_Exeunt_.
2 _Burg_. So, now the merry Song We made for his good Lady. Lustique,[188] hoa!
_Wife_. All thancks, kind frends, that a sad house can give ye Pray you receive; for I rest well assurd, Though theis sports are unseasonable here, They testifie your loves; and, if my Lord Ere live to be himself againe, I know He will remember it.
_Wife_. Ther's something for your paines: drinck it, I pray.
2 _Burg_. To a doyt, my vroa, to thy Lords health and thyne. The Bree[189] for his Excellencie and the Heeres That love him not. Ten hundred thousand blessings To him and thee, my vroa. [_Daunce_.
_Enter Orange, Bredero, Vandort, William, Lords. [Table_.
_Vand_. Let him be sent for presently: he shall know, [_A Bar brought in_. Were he ten times more popular, his frends And flatterers Centuple, the Sword of Justice Shall fall on him as on the meanest man Since he deserves it.